Bea awoke to a harsh smell that felt like someone was pulling out her nose hairs. She jumped from her blankets and ran to the door. She scattered the Fort Wednesday lunchboxes that the soldiers delivered her food in and which she had piled by the door, awaiting their removal. The door had a small hole in it and served as Bea’s primary source of light. She peered through it and saw three soldiers dousing her pathetic little home with liquid from red cans.
Oh God, she thought, they’re gonna burn me.
She pounded on the door and started screaming.
Previously on The 100 Word Novel:
Introduction to the 100 WORD NOVEL. Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Interlude Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen Chapter Nineteen Chapter Twenty Chapter Twenty-One Chapter Twenty-Two Chapter Twenty-Three Chapter Twenty-Four Chapter Twenty-Five Chapter Twenty-Six Chapter Twenty-Seven Chapter Twenty-Eight Chapter Twenty-Nine Chapter Thirty Chapter Thirty-One Chapter Thirty-Two Chapter Thirty-Three Chapter Thirty-Four Chapter Thirty-Five Chapter Thirty-Six Chapter Thirty-Seven